"I Tinkerbell!" - Emma Kelly, 2

I did a pretty good job sticking to my original plan -- which was
spending as much time as I could in bed over the weekend. I slept til
about 10am Saturday and then took another nap for about an hour that
evening before I met a friend out at the movies. That was about as much
sloth as I could stand.



I had all the windows in my house replaced on Friday. It was time. The
house was built in '72 and the windows were original. The job they
thought would take 5-6 hours took NINE. They had… Continue

This has been just the most scattered week. But I see the weekend coming and except for helping a friend pack for a move, there's not anything else on the agenda and I plan on keeping it that way. Oh crap! I just remembered Haven got us tickets to see Davy Jones and David Cassidy on Saturday night. Man!!!! I used to watch the Monkees reruns all the time -- when I was TEN! And I was clueless that I was watching reruns and that they were then old men in a band long-since disbanded. Plus, my favori… Continue

Tuesday was just a mess. It started out with the mystery of my lost dress. Right after the show Monday, I raced to the mall, grabbed a few things I thought might work for the photo shoot and brought them with me to the studio. One was a black dress I didn't end up wearing, but it would be perfect for a funeral I was attending on Tuesday. So Tuesday morning, there was no stress trying to figure out what I was going to wear -- which can sometimes take up to 15 or 20 minutes if I get into an "every… Continue

SO dog tired. And full. All that (lack of) dieting leading up to the photo shoot and then celebrating with a lick-your-plate-clean and two margarita dinner was enough to do me in. When I finally got home to Emma Kelly, she got super, uber excited to see me and didn't know exactly what to do with herself. So she chose option B -- kick Mommy and claw at her thigh. Nanny Laura had mercy upon me and put her straight to bed. She was out like a light in 2 minutes flat, so I took the kicking and clawin… Continue

Got my hair did on Friday with a friend of mine in need of getting her sassy back. She thought I was the sassiest person she knew and wanted me to share the experience with her. And then we went out to dinner to celebrate our mutual sassiness, only I was about to fall asleep in my salad the whole night so I'm afraid I disappointed her just a bit. I did, however, get hit on -- I think -- by a very lovely old man who let me know that he's been divorced 20 years, that his wife blew through the $1.6… Continue